"What does he ask now?"
"To accompany us."
"In what character?"
"As the count's steward."
"Tell him I accept."
"Oh! madame."
"Add that I am thinking of going to England, where I have relations, but have not quite decided; lie like him, Remy; to conquer we must fight with equal arms."
"But he will see you?"
"I will wear my mask. Besides, I suspect he knows me."
"Then, if he knows you, there must be a snare."